They're like Ninjas.
Thus it's been determined I've been hit by a ninja-star equivalent of a bug... a strain of perhaps, flu from the Orient. Germs from Mexico. Cue ghostly ooohs....
Whenever I ramble I wonder if I'm sicker than I thought I was, I check my pulse and press a hand to my forehead, which incidentally, would be the same temperature, non? I do detect beads of unpleasant sweat on the back of my neck. Ugh.
Sick sucks.
Being sick by myself sucks.
I am upset.
As I'm typing there's a kamikaze bug hitting itself against my bedroom walls... perhaps chasing after that phantom bug. Its buzzing lets me know of its presence. And the running into walls. For a second it landed behind my pillow...
I'm enjoying this vicious typing because I can't speak. Speaking brings forth bouts of coughing and just general pain. I was able to speak for a length over dinner since I had an audience of attentive listeners... and naturally I am now suffering for having extended my already strained throat.
Quick and definitely random segue...
Out of curiosity, I looked up the word upset having spliced it up as Up, and Set and wanted to know its etymology. As a definition this is what I get first from wiki:
Upset, in a competition where a likely winner loses to an underdog
NOT HELPFUL!
(Kamikaze bug narrowly misses Delilah's snout, whom having consumed parts of a delicious bone from from a bone-in ribeye, doesn't even raise her head...)
Ah-ha! This from Online Etymology Dictionary:
- upset (v.)
- mid-15c., "to set up, fix," from up + set (v.). Cf. M.Du. opsetten, Ger. aufsetzen. Modern sense of "overturn, capsize" (1803) is that of obsolete overset. Meaning "to throw into mental discomposure" is from 1805. The noun sense of "overturning of a vehicle or boat" is recorded from 1804.
Indeed, I do find myself in a state of 'mental discomposure', although I thought it'd be more reflective of an emotional state... mental does seem more fitting...
Oh, Grandpa's back in ICU. Positive thoughts going that way... can't help but sigh. I'm hating this part of growing up. I. Loath. It.
Dogs are asleep, I think I'll follow suit.
